introspective periscope : peeking inside since Y2K ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- flaming volcanos, bad behaviors, and rented videos light of sunday - third of march, 2001 "i sat on your chair by the fire just fixed in a stare takin' me higher...precious years to remember...childhood fears i surrender."~the cranberries last night, my entire family sat together at a table for the first time in a long time. it was the strangest feeling...there were moments when it was like...we have been like this all along...laughing, joking, eating, talking. talking. my sister is home from clarion university and my brother is home from penn state. me, well, we all know i'm just drifting through days right now and readily available. in the years since my graduation and the following springs when my sister, and finally, my brother, graduated, we have all been home at once perhaps once or twice a year because of overlapping weeks of spring break and other reasons like jobs in our school towns keeping us home on winter breaks (my immediate family doesn't celebrate christmas together anymore because my parents have become jehovah's wittnesses), having apartment leases that last through summer, summer jobs. in short, its hard to get the five of us together for any extended period of time. and, until last night, i had hardly even noticed it. but we were all home together and so, dad and mom decided that we should go out to dinner. toby came and my brother's girlfriend, carrie, came. we all piled into mom's huge sex-machine-past-its-prime chevy van and headed out for the Seseme Inn, a chinese resteraunt that i can hardly afford to frequent as much as i'd like. after some trouble finding the place because its been so long since we were there before and some issues about my sister's plans for the rest of the evening, we got there and were seated. it was drinks on dad and toby and i shared a flaming volcano, a drink thats way potent and fruity and comes in a glass for two with two foot long straws and a volcano in it that they fill with bacardi 151 and light on fire. that was pretty rad. and like i said, pretty potent. i was buzzing before the poopoo platter came. we all ordered and shared dishes. the orange chicken is one of my favourites and toby and i split that and general tso's. i guess thats not very risky and sort of generic-ish...but i don't get to eat chinese food as often as i'd like to anymore and those are old favourites. they've also got great walnut chicken. i was really disappointed with one thing the whole evening: the way my sister was acting. her friend had gotten her some tickits to see the Clarks at a bar north of here. I was really irritated because mom and dad had been planning on going out together for over a week and you can see the Clarks around here three or four times a month just as close as they were willing to travel last night. she sulked because we were running late and i felt bad because she was being rude to my parents and sort of ruining the festive feel of the evening. but, a few sips from the flaming volcano and an egg roll later and i gave up on thinking about it. i was glad she was there but at the same time, disappointed in how she acted. stuffed to the brink with chinese food and take out containers in hand, we all piled our fuller selves back into the van and headed for home. we sat around in the living room and talked for a bit. except for cindy who was out the door before we had even taken our coats off. i'm really glad that my little brother isn't working this week and just chilling out. i hope he spends some time with my dad when he can because i know my dad misses him. my mother does, too, but she always misses everyone. he is finally going to come down to my house on thursday and i'm really excited about it because since toby and i moved in last October, he's never been to see the place and i figured he might not ever. i'm gonna make us all a nice dinner. i've been sort of depressed again, but i'm trying not to let it get to me. my best friend's brother's fiance (complicated?), carrie, has been pretty down, too, and, since shawn (brian's brother) is a truck driver and since she is pretty sick and can't go with him, she's around more and can hang out. i think i'd like that a lot....i don't get to see nacho as often as i'd like and i don't have a lot of girlfriends...and carrie is really great. i'm hoping she'll come over on thursday night, too. i guess i'm doing okay with the resolution to write every day, so far, eh? i've become a bit of an ebay whore in the last few days. my brother's girlfriend got him a record player online and i hadn't even thought to look on ebay for an old portable until he mentioned that. he got one made for his stereo....i just want an old suitcase type. i've got a bunch of old records someplace over my parents' garage and my parents have boxes of them, too....and i'd like to start buying more vinyl. i've wanted a record player for some time, now, but never trusted the ones i found at goodwills and thrift stores. i feel a little bit of Ghost World throbbing in my veins at the prospect of it. if i get the two i've bid on, i'm going to give one to nacho, probably. i think she'd like it, for all of the punk shows she goes to. a lot of times, when i used to go to them, they gave out platters of new songs before they were released on cds. we rented some movies last night: Pecker and Midnight in the Garden of Evil.....i've seen Pecker quite a few times and am a pretty big John Waters fan....but have never seen the other. let's hear it for sunday afternoons and doing nothing. have a good sunday, all. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- .what came before. - .what happened next. a diamond at the bottom of the drain - 20 october 2017 |
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